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Chapter 96

مؤلف: Shana Allen
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STORM.

I was utterly clueless as to what I was doing.

Centuries of being called to rise. Of fighting. Of being sent back into another body, another lifetime, another version of the same war, just so I could stand in another field and do it all over again. All of that—every death, every rebirth, every scar the Goddess had stitched onto my soul—had led to this exact moment.

Me. I was standing over a dead king, blood drying tacky on my hands, preparing to give a speech to an army of demons who fiv
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  • Rise of the Phoenix Wolf   Chapter 96

    STORM. I was utterly clueless as to what I was doing.Centuries of being called to rise. Of fighting. Of being sent back into another body, another lifetime, another version of the same war, just so I could stand in another field and do it all over again. All of that—every death, every rebirth, every scar the Goddess had stitched onto my soul—had led to this exact moment.Me. I was standing over a dead king, blood drying tacky on my hands, preparing to give a speech to an army of demons who five minutes ago were trying to kill all the people I loved.Fuck my life.No pressure, though.The silence stretched, tension thick and waiting, as hundreds of bowed heads glinted under the dying light of the fires still smoldering across the courtyard. Somewhere behind me, I could feel Creed's presence, held back only by the promise I'd made him, radiating a tension so sharp I could practically taste it down the bond. Reika and Diera had gone still as well, flanking the wreckage of the fight, wai

  • Rise of the Phoenix Wolf   Chapter 95

    STORM. I almost laughed. Centuries of cruelty and viciousness. Of destroying others for his amusement. Of collecting pain like it was vintage wine. And it turned out all it took to make the great King Lezdeus flinch was a woman he’d called Littlest Puppy standing in the middle of her own inferno.“Careful,” I taunted him. “Now you’re going to become a cautionary tale.”He reined his composure back in quickly enough that I might’ve imagined the crack in it, but I’d seen it.“You think one clever trick makes you a threat,” he hissed, putting distance between us like that distance could save him from the fire that I commanded. “I have buried far more important people than you. I have buried the best. I have buried legends!” his voice boomed across the battlefield.“Then you should know that this story will end badly for you.”The flame pulsed brighter, hungrier than before.He came at me again, and this time there was a different urgency. No longer was he acting like a cat who loved to t

  • Rise of the Phoenix Wolf   Chapter 94

    STORM. The fire answered before I did.It always did. Ever since the Goddess had first breathed it into my bones many lifetimes ago. Tonight it rose from somewhere deeper than instinct, deeper than rage. It stood up from every name that King Lezdeus had named, like a trophy. From Nixon. From Eleanor. He had made all the Phoenix wolves' ends into entertainment.I let it come.Flame licked up my spine, and for one suspended heartbeat, the sounds of the battlefield faded away. It was all reduced to a single point of focus. Him. King Lezdeus's smile didn't waver. It deepened, in fact, if my fire was a compliment directly to him.My body receded as I shifted into Octavia's form. Flames covered me like clothing because I didn't need the entire battlefield to see what was only for our mates' eyes. Something told me that Creed wouldn't have liked the alternative very much. My eyes remained gold, like they did in my wolf form."I wondered how long you would hide."“There was nothing I was hidi

  • Rise of the Phoenix Wolf   Chapter 93

    STORM.The tide had turned.King Lezdeus still commanded an army large enough to conquer kingdoms. Thousands of loyalists remained willing to die for him. But the battlefield no longer belonged solely to him. Between my words and Osric's unwavering courage, cracks had spread through his army.Those cracks had names. Identities. Faces.Ezriel.The warriors who had stepped between innocent lives and their former comrades, shields raised against their own brothers.The countless souls who had finally remembered that obedience was a choice, not a destiny.They hadn't simply refused King Lezdeus. They had chosen something greater. Every demon who crossed the battlefield to stand beside us strengthened our lines while weakening his. Trust didn't develop overnight, but purpose? Purpose ignited in an instant.What had begun as two opposing armies had become something infinitely more complicated.His greatest weapon had never been claws or strength. It had been absolute control. And that contro

  • Rise of the Phoenix Wolf   Chapter 92

    OCTAVIA. I released a breath because Storm’s words landed perfectly. King Lezdeus had broken them well so that all they thought about was honoring him, fighting for him, and following his orders. He had elevated himself to the place of their god, which he certainly was not.“KILL THEM!” he roared.The order rang across the battlefield.Immediately, thousands of demons surged forward with savage cries, charging toward our warriors with weapons raised. The earth trembled beneath the weight of their advance as winged demons launched into the sky and hulking brutes thundered across the blood-soaked ground.But thousands more never moved. They stood frozen. Caught between the life they had always known and the one they had just been shown.Then something extraordinary happened.One by one, the warmth inside them ignited. Heads that had bowed in submission slowly lifted. Eyes that had been hollow, probably for centuries, filled with purpose. Their humanity didn’t merely flicker.It burned.

  • Rise of the Phoenix Wolf   Chapter 91

    OCTAVIA.Until Osric came along, I hadn't considered that there might be good demons out there.Every story I'd ever heard painted them as monsters born for cruelty, creatures that reveled in suffering because they were woven into the very fabric of their existence. Demons weren't supposed to hesitate. They weren't supposed to sacrifice themselves for strangers or choose compassion when violence was easier. They were the villains in every cautionary tale. The nightmare parents warned their children about.Then Osric had stepped between Storm and certain death without asking for anything in return.He'd fought against his own king. He'd risked everything for people he'd only just met. And when I'd looked into his eyes, I hadn't seen an empty abyss staring back at me. I'd seen guilt. Regret. Hope. A soul that centuries of darkness buried, yet did not extinguish.It forced me to confront an uncomfortable truth.Maybe demons weren't born evil.Maybe some of them had simply forgotten what i

  • Rise of the Phoenix Wolf   Chapter 61

    STORM.My eyelids fluttered a few times before they opened up fully. I was met by the soft light from the sun, a light that certainly didn’t belong to our bedroom. The sight made my breath catch. I was laying down in a garden but not just any garden. I didn’t need anyone to tell me where I was. My s

  • Rise of the Phoenix Wolf   Chapter 57

    SAOIRSE.The bass hit me first, thrumming through the floorboards and up into my bones like a second heartbeat. Ireland had no shortage of clubs, but this one was different—darker, more dangerous. It was the kind of place where the wrong glance could start a war, and the right smile could get you ev

  • Rise of the Phoenix Wolf   Chapter 55

    ROMAN.I had waited for this day for as long as I understood that one day I would have my very own Luna, just like Dad had Mom. As a boy, I used to watch them and wonder when I’d have that kind of bond. Something deeper than friendship, stronger than blood. Patience wasn’t always easy. The years dra

  • Rise of the Phoenix Wolf   Chapter 52

    OCTAVIA.The low hum of voices wrapped around me as I sat at the long dining table.The King family dinner was something that had occurred multiple times since Roman brought me to the pack. I had to admit that it felt awkward at first, sitting among them with their easy familiarity that living toget

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